Drive a decent ‘classic’ car and the odds are you’ll be confronted by an enormous, wood-rimmed wheel, through which you can sense everything. Forget the faddish modern item, with its over-nourished rim and fancy electro-hydraulic gubbins: this is what steering feel really means.
An Aston Martin DB5 is unquestionably a decent classic. It’s also a truly beautiful object. This is actually the second one I’ve driven. It rained the first time I tried one, and every greasy roundabout redefined the meaning of the word fear.